That damn burger...

The ride
Met up wif lyd yesterday for lunch... we took her car down to town and decided to go marina square as we were lookin for a place to chow down… lunch with frenz has always been a debatable issue… where shud we eat? With no amt of imagination it wud have been the usual foodcourt or fast food like long john’s or macs… abt to give up and juz go eat rice when something caught my eye… I twisted me head and zoomed in on this place… with its boisterous crowd and bright signage… how cud I have not tried this place in all my times at marina square? This place sounds interesting i tot to myself… this cud be the one… LYDIA! COME! Let’s go! It was an order to be followed… no buts… and there we were… in front of carl’s jr…
*nobody understands*

The adventure
Took a look at the board and eventually settled on a double western bacon cheeseburger coz it had the least veggies… and it was F*CKING chunky! Struggled to even finish half of it… but I wud not let this burger defeat me… I paid 10 bucks for u and I’m f*ckin gonna chomp u down… of course i was already halfway thru hell trying to overcome the sheer might of its melted cheese, beef patties, bacon strips and onions… but I wasn’t gonna let it get to me… finally… I was left with one bite… come on son! Have a go! I swear… it was all gonna come out thru my mouth if I had another bite… shud I take the risk? There was a lady in front of me for crying out loud… ahhh… it was Lydia anyway… f*ck it… *munch*… suddenly re-runs of fear factor kept playing in my head where the contestants puke out their cow brains… monkey balls and whatever else… luckily for me… nothing came out… it all went down… a huge sigh of relief overcame me…
*nobody understands*

The aftermath
Indigestion… ohhhh…
*nobody understands*

And now
Happy Birthday Lydia…
*nobody understands*